Oh Well, What The Hell...

Diwali is over and done. Phew! It's been a long, exhausting, frantic and ultimately super-fun week!! :) I've no idea why, but this Diwali seemed newer and somehow more satisfying than ever before. May be because, last year's diwali was marred by a lot of not-so-nice things.

Anyway this year was extra-special because 1. I'm in college. :P 2. My 2-month niece had her first Diwali at our home 3.I had a 10-day holiday. :D :D Traditions are what make it helluva lot of fun- fataka from Parrys, lights and diyas at home, paati's bakshanam, new clothes, waking up at unearthly hours, this big family-type get together at home, cousins......I'm just feeling so warm-fuzzy about it! :P I love my family!

It's been a perfect(ly) exhausting week! :)
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My baby niece.....She's the cutest! :)

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I watched Don this afternoon. Was super!! :D :D :D SRK can't compare to AB of course....but the movie in itself was wow! Slick and amazing cinematography!
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I'm currently reading The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens. It's wonderful! :) It's like this motivating thing you get all boosted up reading. Surely worth a read.
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Think I'll give NaNoWriMo a shot. I feel like doing something and working and being busy. Life is getting a little banal, actually. :| And I want to write - not randomly, but coherently and well. This is a good opportunity to let myself do it. I'd love it if you'd all give your suggestions and erm...also criticisms and ideas! Thanks!

Eeew!

Note Capitalization of E in Eeew! :| Check the IM transcript out. It's pukey. I'm NOT amused.

eew_boy: hey wait
eew_boy: hey suraksha
eew_boy: epdee irruke
suraksha r: whos' this?
eew_boy: wait
eew_boy: don put ignore user
eew_boy: i dont know you
suraksha r: then?
eew_boy: but want to talk to you
eew_boy: please
suraksha r: why?
eew_boy: i dont know
eew_boy: i wanted to
eew_boy: i know its not right
eew_boy: but still i wanted to
eew_boy: i m feeling kinda lonely
suraksha r: so?
eew_boy: im not flirting and all
eew_boy: jus wanted to talk
suraksha r: you know it's not right...but you're still doing it
suraksha r: that doesn't say a lot
eew_boy: sorry i wanted to talk to you
suraksha r: you are
eew_boy: you are doin final year engg in svce right
suraksha r: erm....first
eew_boy: ohhh
eew_boy: which branch are ya in
suraksha r: eee
eew_boy: ohh okkay
eew_boy: can i add you on orkut? will you be my best friend?
suraksha r: huh?
eew_boy: okay i think you are not interested. friendship with you would have been very nice.
eew_boy: seri byee
eew_boy: jus wanted to talk
eew_boy: byee
suraksha r: ciao
eew_boy: carry on

P.S: eew_boy is NOT the id. just my pseudo. bleargh!

D'oh!

Update: Abhi, surprisingly, has found part 2 of the D'oh pic. :P

Holden Caulfield kills me.

P.S: Today, I realized I'm totally, totally proud of and totally, totally adore my brother. :) Family Rocks!

Lessons Learnt

It's been a few weeks since I started college. Obviously, it's way different and I'm getting used to it. :) Meanwhile, I learnt (apart from acads):

1. However much a gel pen refuses to write, you do not blow into/out the refill. Chances are 9.9/10 that you'll end up with a black mouth/lips/teeth and look like you're obsessed with extreme gothic fashion. *feeling stupid*

2. Never attempt to multitask and manage mechanics notebook, bag, ice-cream and hair all together. Result? Yellow streaked hair and a butterscotch flavoured notebook. Soggy, I might add. *feeling extremely foolish*

3. The bathroom is used for various other reasons than for its own purpose. For giggly girls to meet up and comb their hair together (we need company, you know!), for girls/boys to hide in there and come out exactly when the cute guy/girl of their life is passing by (hello?!) and also to discuss gossip of utmost importance a.k.a why and what exactly that boy was talking to that girl or why that really pretty girl has to be a bitch. (d'oh!) *going WTF!*

4. Murphy's Law actually works. Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong. In accordance with this, any day you wear a white salwar kameez is the day it will pour cats-and-dogs, leaving you're mum wondering where the brown salwar in the wash came from. *waaaah!*

5. Engineering graphics is not just about nice 2D and 3D shapes. It's also about ruining your eyesight by seeking to measure out 1mm, 3mm, 5mm etc with a drafter. Whattay freakin' PAIN! *irked*

6. Feesoeletic Yeffuct = Piezoelectric effect. *whattey accent, I say!*

7. There exist people who wear candy pink lipstick to college, deliberately make their hair messy and fling themselves at the seniors. They also believe it's uber-cool and uber-sexy to be doing these things. *puke^infinity*

8. Orkut is a marvel. Oh well, to some extent at least. Now, I know some 20 people from my year who aren't in my class/dept through orkut. It's always, "Hey! You're Suraksha right? I'm so-and-so...we scrapped on orkut, remember??!!" :) :)

9. You can be super-hawt, super-brainy and super-eloquent. Yes, I'm talking about one person. It takes work to be that, though. *pictures person...sigh*

10. It's not every class that has cutey-cute guys. Some have majo pazhams only too. Like my class. *sigh.....*

Notwithstanding all of this, college's been pretty fun so far. Made a great set of friends, so I guess that's made it funner and all the more tolerable!! :D Classes are, obviously, not great. But I'm surviving. Optimistic senior souls tell me it's not for long. :P

Great friends, super icecream in canteen, big brother in same college - pretty neat scenario...only hope it gets better!

EDIT: For everyone's benefit, NO I did not get ragged! :P Yet. :P

I'm My Own Grandpa - Dr.Demento

You're SO SO SO gonna love this song - courtesy Ajit. It's completely, totally super-hilarious!! Lyrics below. Read as you listen. And die laughing! :D

Oh, many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three
I was married to a widow
Who was pretty as can be
This widow had a grown-up daughter
Who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed

This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life
For my daughter was my mother
'Cause she was my father's wife
To complicate the matter
Even though it really brought me joy
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy

I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa

Our little baby then became
A brother-in-law to Dad
And so became my uncle
Though it made me very sad
For if he was my uncle
Then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown-up daughter
Who of course is my step-mother

My father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run
And he became my grandchild
For he was my daughter's son
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue
Because although she is my wife
She's my grandmother too

I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa

Now if my wife is my grandmother
Then I'm her grandchild
And every time I think of it
It nearly drives me wild
For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my own grandmother
I am my own grandpa

I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa

Ta Daaaa!!

Update: 10,000 hits!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!! :) FreakSpace rocks! :P
Feeling grateful and expressing gratitude are two different things - I am grateful but didn't express it. EoD pointed that out!! :D So, all you people who've repeatedly been visiting this space, I have one thing to say to you all - you must have a lot of patience! :) Thanks!

I'd bought this 1000-piece puzzle from landmark. And now it's done! :) Oh btw, It's a painting called "School of Athens" by Raphael Santi.

Started out with no clue how to go about it...

...But finished it, somehow!! :D

*Applause Applause*

Me Meme

Tagged by Shekys. Here we go...

I'm thinking about:
how awesome sukhwinder singh's voice is. Mmmm.
I said:
Adi paavi! You dog! - to my sister.
I wish:
I was more intellectual.
I hear:
Beethoven's 9th symphony. Also my sister cursing people in her class.
I wonder:
if am as crazy as some people seem to think.
I am:
having an identity crisis.
I dance:
at get-togethers, to horrible, re-mixed music that seems to be the fad.
I sing:
everyday, most of the time, everywhere.
I cry:
when I'm frustrated. when I let people down.
I'm always:
blank.
I make with my hands:
food.
I write:
what I think.
I get confused:
more often than not.
I need:
coffee. and some stability.

And this tag goes to
Anyone who'd care to do it. In my comment box or in their blog. :)

You're Catch-22!
by Joseph Heller

Incredibly witty and funny, you have a taste for irony in all that you see. It seems that life has put you in perpetually untenable situations, and your sense of humor is all that gets you through them. These experiences have also made you an ardent pacifist, though you present your message with tongue sewn into cheek. You could coin a phrase that replaces the word "paradox" for millions of people.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Love Is Such A Beautiful Thing

Listen! :)

Liar Meme :P

This time, tagged by Hamsini. Verrrrrry weird tag, though. *perplexed*

Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog entry with five complete lies about yourself. That is, five things about you that are completely not true. Not even slightly. THEN hide in the entry a 6th line, something that is absolutely TRUE and the first person to guess which one is true wins :) then tag up to five people you want to turn into compulsive liars too.

1. Love crowds, bustle and noise.
2. Have always spoken the truth.
3. Hate to get drenched in the rain.
4. Love Craig.
5. Have never bunked classes.
6. Go to the temple every single week.

Was NOT easy to do this!! :) :)

I tag Abhi, V , Vara, Gapp and Ajit !

Oh, and my 100th post! *applause* :P

Update: Talking about milestones, I just realized i've crossed my 1000 comment mark too!! Yay!! :) It's currently at 1019 for Koyaanisqatsi and 42 for Poetic License!! :D

Happy Happy Friendship Day! :)

The most important people in my life. I'd be lost without them. :)

To write about them would take me a lot of time and a lot of words. And still, I wouldn't be saying everything that I want to.

Here's to all of you. I love you guys!! :) :) :)

Rakhi Time!! :)

Well.....almost! :)

Rakshabandhan a.k.a Rakhi is just around the corner - Aug. 9th!!

In my family, rakhi usually means:

1. LOADS of work - buy gazillion rakhis, sort rakhis into sets for each of our brothers and our mom's brothers, put them in nice packs, address them, mail them. (Lot of them live in other parts of the world.)
2. Lists - we've to make lists for everything. Upto and including, pins to put up the decorations. :O
3. Delicious, delicious mithai - usually around 8 different kinds!! yay!! :D :D :D
4. New clothes!
5. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand - a lot of presents (yay for being sisters!!) and lots of cash!! :D Nothing can really beat last year's net though!!

This year's rakhis: (haven't finished yet! :P)

Carbuncle @ Fruit Shop - Pffft!!

That's the drink called Carbuncle. Looks very nice and all that.

My dad's expression after he took a sip of it. So now you know how it tastes. :P

We're Here!!!! :)

Blog Ban's been lifted. Yippppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D

No more pkblogs, no more inblogs and no more anonymouse!!!!! Yay!!!!! :D :D :D

Wikimapia - Whoa!

That's where I live. *looks bewildered*

And that's Wikimapia!! :D Powered by Google, so naturally it's really, really, really AMAZING!! Hell, I could zoom into my goddamn STREET!!

And best part, it has collective editing - add place, edit info about place, find place, find directions!! Whoa!! :D

Oh, it still doesn't beat Google Earth though!! Hee!!! :D

Hello? Where did we go?

That's probably what blogs are saying right now.

A lot of major ISPs in India, in an attempt "to block communication between terrorists", have ended up blocking major blogging platforms like Blogger, Typepad, Geocities and more! *cringes* Apparently, the Government wanted to block a few sites but the ISPs took the easy way out and blocked the platforms themselves!! :O

But hey, as it is every dark cloud has its silver lining! You can access blocked blogs through these methods! To quote Kiruba - Using one of these methods, you can show your middle finger to the ban and continue to read your favorite blogs. :D

Few more important links - Check 'em Out! And make sure you SPEAK UP!! In the end, that's what it's all about. :)

Blogger's Collective
Bloggers Against Censorship Wiki
Bypassing The Ban :)

Blog On!!

No More...

It was cold. She let an involuntary shiver pass through her body and went to the windows to close them shut. Leaning against the windowsill, she felt the blast of chillness sting her colourless, gaunt cheeks. The cheeks that once flushed pink with pleasure and health at the touch of that one hand.

She looked at the clothes that carelessly lay on her bed – her expensive zardosi sari, the intricately embroidered blouse – and wondered at the futility of the beauty that they offered. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. How true, she thought.

At the party, her otiose grace and perfect socializing would show no indication of the despondency that plagued her – She would go looking like a million dollars. But what was the use of a million dollars if there was no one to spend it. And no one to spend it on.

Of course, there would be men. Many of them – handsome, smooth and gallant. They would flirt with her and shower her with a deluge of compliments. But for all their attention, not one of them would see the coldness and contempt in her eyes. Or rather would refuse to see it. They would rather prefer to humour their egos and appease their insufferable male pride.

He was like that too. Brash, egoistic, self-righteous and passionate. She recalled the first time he touched her. How can the touch of a man do so much, she remembered musing. She’d had no idea. With that one touch, he’d made her feel loved, desired, cared for, protected, levitated, intoxicated. Intoxicated. She remembered telling him, that she felt incredibly drunk and incredibly happy.

Then, a sudden gust of wind took away the warmth of those memories even as it took away the warmth of her body. She was back in the present. It was cold. She let an involuntary shiver pass through her body and went to the windows to close them shut. Leaning against the windowsill, she felt the blast of chillness sting her colourless, gaunt cheeks. The cheeks that once flushed pink with pleasure and health at the touch of that one hand. The hand that would touch her no more…

An Unfortunate Moment Of Rage...

The Man And The Trophy - A moment of rage, a moment of impulse, a heavy
price to pay...

The WC 2006 final - France vs Italy - has to be one of the most interesting finals i've ever seen! It managed to bring out a whole gamut of emotions - awe, magic, nerves, bewilderment and finally a longing.

7' - A penalty for the French. Zidane prevailed. I whooped!

19' - Corner by Pirlo. Magnificent header by Materazzi. I cursed.



110' - Zidane is shown the red card. Sent off the field for butting Materazzi in the chest. I stared, bewildered. Insane!! (Catch the video here)

And Italy won on penalties. Well done and well deserved to the Azzurri. I couldn't help grinning at the Italian juggernaut's euphoria. :)

Is it just me or does Horacio Elizondo have a thing for sending off the most integral player of a team? *WTH* First Rooney - which was spectacularly unfair! Bloody Ronaldo! And now Zidane - much as I hate to say it, it was the thing to be done.

All we can do is wonder why Zizou did what he did.

Zinedine Zidane had it all - greatness, magic, class, grace, genius - and none of that is going to be undermined because of one red card. It was a glittering career - and it will remain just that.

Zidane Lives On!

Happy Budday H!!! :)

And some photos from her birthday bash - June 30th @ the Ascendas Food Court - jubilantly watching Argentina getting their ass kicked! :D
(Her budday is a day later though - but that we celebrated at Pondicherry, agonizing over Rooney getting red-carded. Hmpf! Another story. :P)

My sis and her BIG gumbal of friends at our home!
Trust me, these kids are SO tall!! *gets inferiority complex*

My mum and the brats @ Ascendas!
Orey the excited about extra-cheese pizza prospect!! :P

La Mia Famiglia!! :)

My sis: "Huh?! What the hell's going on?? *astonished*"
The cake that we got for her as a surprise!!

The Pizza Hut peeps bellowing "Happy Budday" so that the whole of Ascendas could hear it!! Mind you, they did it twice more coz we had two more buddays there that day!!! :D

Brat on the chair - orey the fussed over!!! :)
And pretty embarrassed about it too!!

The cutting of the cake - of which i got a teeny-weeny piece!!
Oh, the unfairness of it all!! :O

*Aghast* Appa!! You do remember you're diabetic??!!
And that's chocolate you hear me??!!!

Orey the family bondings - sans dad!!! :P

To my partner-in-crime and my pillar of support. To someone whose judgement I trust more than mine. To someone whom I admire, adore and love. To someone who says "It's gonna be okay" to me no matter how the deep the trouble. To my little sister. Happy Birthday! :)